********************************************************************** **** The Havilah Times **** ********************************************************************** **** November, Year 1 Edition **** ********************************************************************** ---------------------------------------------------------------------- - ****NEWS ARTICLES**** - ---------------------------------------------------------------------- Many men are hiding their banner. Giving the correct example unfortunately does not imply that the favor is returned. Trying to distinguish friend from foe is an impossible task. The new approach is simple: men without proper recognisable attire are my enemy. They are subject to being attacked at will. It is good practice for my troops anyway. To avoid problems, reveal your faction allegiance at all times. [Article submitted by Anuii (16)] ---------------------------------------------------------------------- Woah. So much custard. [Article submitted by AFCG (38)] ---------------------------------------------------------------------- Players have visited 38% of all inhabited regions. ---------------------------------------------------------------------- "Wizard! Blast you, where are you?" "Here I am, my Lord." "Its starting to snow, damn it. How can my troops cross the mountains in this?" "It is winter, my lord. It happens every year." "Well..do something about it! Magic it away." "Very well, my lord. I shall use magical fire to keep the training grounds clear of snow. You can train the troops all winter and be ready to fall on your enemies in the spring." "Excellent! I'm glad I thought of it. See to it at once." [Article submitted by The Iron Ring (24)] ---------------------------------------------------------------------- Proclamation for the inhabitants of Poljom, Ny'intu, Pesbi, Myyecme and other forests in the South of Havilah; and for the inhabitants of Slamer, Choctwern, Ilsawunt and other lands surrounding the forests. Due to Stratego (39) squads assassinations against our scouts, Stratego squads are no longer welcome to our lands. To prevent spies in our core lands also unidentified units will be banned to enter our lands. Whether you want to stablish a friendly relationship with Mathoyoh and be allowed to travel through our lands, please communicate with us. Closing our borders is not what we want, but we're forced to do so. Sh'Arcashmo from Mathoyoh [Article submitted by Mathoyoh (13)] ---------------------------------------------------------------------- I felt the call rather than heard it. A pull at the sinews and meat of my body, as if some growing thing had, without my knowledge, put down roots through my spine and insinuated uncountable hair-fine strands throughout my being, then gently strummed them. I rose from the dinner table, feeble assurances falling from my lips as I followed that tug at my soul out the door and into the darkened streets. Neighbors, familiar faces, acquaintances passed me in the evening spring air, salutations and pleasantries drawing only distracted responses from my mouth as I drew near to the Hearty Copper Hero. I entered, barely noticing the nearly deserted aleroom and descended into the cellar. Torches and candles lit the many faces within, illuminating expectant features that turned and raised to gaze at me anxiously. "And here," came one of Soulcatcher's many stolen voices, "Is my Captain..." [Article submitted by The Black Company (30)] ---------------------------------------------------------------------- - Meter! We found another shaft! - Shouted, ran into the room elf - Someone growls! - What's going on ... First, the monsters attack, prevent alignment of plans, now horror of the underworld... My dear friend. You have already completed a mission to deliver a message? - Yes... - Excellent. Then get out of the treasury of hundreds of silver, and go to the bottom, find out what's there. Although you have the choice, near the lair of the monsters, you must learn how strong they are. Elf turned pale and began to back out the door. - Um... I'd rather go to the bottom... [Article submitted by Dark League (11)] ---------------------------------------------------------------------- Elven Hive was curious how Disasters Inc. progress went close to Elven Hive. Elven Hive has just finished assimilated firepowers in its leaders. A one moment and whole forest and the city was engulfed in giantic fireball. Resistance of city guards ended along their lives. After seeing that the local elvish leaders saw the error of their ways and were assimilated into the Elven Hive. Elven Hive expanded. Elven Hive also noticed that the Noisy Tribe continues to disrespect local elves. Elven Hive sent spies to the Noisy Tribe to evaluate the neccessary immediance of their assimilation. [Article submitted by Elven Hive (59)] ---------------------------------------------------------------------- The First Disciple of Zoroaster said: ‘We attacked in the region Enheim nomads guarding the plains. High Elves and Vikings joined the battle against our men. Now we received a message from the Naughty Princesses. The Princess Calamity orders the Zora to desist their attacks. If we not obey, our units shall be marked for termination. If we not respond to the message our silence shall be seen as an act of war and the princesses shall publicly declare war on us. Princess Calamity ends her message with her remark that her allies have been duly informed.' Zoroaster said: ‘Our men were naughty by attacking the units of the princesses.’ The First Disciple said: ‘No my Lord, the men were attacking non revealing units. We now know for sure that they belong to the Fallen Angels.’ Zoroaster said: ‘I do not understand. What has befallen to the leader of the Fallen Angels? You are sure that the message was not from Lord Ulric von Bek. Why on earth are naughty princesses the speakers on behalf of fallen angels? By the way, tell me, who are the allies the Princess Calamity is speaking off?’ The First Disciple looked at a list, with solemn voice he called the names. After each name he paused a moment. Noizy Tribe, Deathscarab, Naughty Princesses The Fallen Angels, Dii Minores, Investigations.’ Zoroaster said: ‘Tell the dear Princess Calamity at once that we have received her message and that we understand that she is part of a mighty alliance.’ When the First Disciple reappeared after sending the requested message, he found Zoroaster smiling. Zoroaster said: ‘Lucky enough our men did not attack an inexperienced seeker for glory. Instead, our men made a whole alliance as enemy. Our ancestry goes back eons before Alexander the Great was born, so our destiny is sealed.’ The First Disciple said: ‘Lord, your feelings are of great value, but let's discuss the matter with reason.’ [Article submitted by Zora (46)] ---------------------------------------------------------------------- Confusion ran riot in the small group huddled around a strange new land.. they couldn't understand it, reports were sent with their location and a population of Vikings. They made their plans centred around this fact. Only to discover to their dismay that they now had been magically transported to a land of Sea Elves instead. All their preparations had been ruined. This time they would check to make sure a SECOND set of reports did not come back to tell them they had again magically transported away from their homelands. The Brave , and still disorientated, lads of Orion have now made planet fall in the area of 35,87. We are looking for allies and friends to offer our skills to. Please contact if nearby and interested. [Article submitted by Orion (71)] ---------------------------------------------------------------------- The non-revealing scouts continue to come, and down they go. [Article submitted by Stratego (39)] ---------------------------------------------------------------------- Dear diary: Arrived in the mountains and have my eye on conquest of a small village. But before that plan can take place I need to acquire troops, weapons and expertise. Scouts will have to brave the winter weather - but we all must endure some hardship. While their report comes back, I will begin my studies. [Article submitted by Stormriders (74)] ---------------------------------------------------------------------- We seek to avoid any unnecessary causalities. But take note that this is a natural force like none other. Disasters will continue to happen in this area. [Article submitted by Disasters Inc (18)] ---------------------------------------------------------------------- Someone come sell me some fish? I know one of you must have a boat out there already. [Article submitted by Gizmos (8)] ---------------------------------------------------------------------- Here we are again! Situation is interesting, we have a lot to do. But... boring. We don't want to send scouts, don't want to study, HATE to produce something. What does it mean? Let's do nothing and see what happens. Beigtais [Article submitted by Dii Minores (42)] ---------------------------------------------------------------------- "Leave me be with your spirits and theological ideas. You aren't a priest anymore. All I want is a dragon under me and Cirri, a pair of good staves and we're out of here. I don't need to learn about spirits for that." Uthark said to Thrane as they gathered to plan for the next months of magic studies and research. With Cirri and the two apprentices they could divide up the research areas and reach their goals a lot quicker. "Oh, but you must." Thrane replied and continued to explain:"You remember how we discovered that this world is filled so much with residual magic from ancient battles between the Maker and his enemies that in order to do any delicate experiment the place must be shielded from all aspects of magic first?" "Yeah." Uthark said uncertainly. "Well, we can build a magetower out of rootstone and we won't have that issue." Thrane suggested. "True. That would certainly make our research a lot easier. But to get rootstone we need skilled quarrymen and probably months of prospecting in the desert or underworld." the half-orc objected. "Either that or we can transmute regular stone into rootstone." "Transmutation? That could work. But we'll need a lot of rootstone for a magetower." "Yeah, I have already calculated it. I expect that all five of us will be busy transmuting for a while. And in order to figure out how to transmute we'll need to know the basics of all the three aspects of magic, therefore I must teach you the part about spirits." "You make a good argument there. Tell us about your damned spirits then." Uthark said giving up the argument. [Article submitted by Noizy Tribe (15)] ---------------------------------------------------------------------- I had a dream. There was fire and smoke. The red splashes covered the building of grey stone. Was anyone inside? No screams heard, no bodies around. Hopefully people left the place before. Why noone tried to put the fire out? I looked at the streets and saw nothing. Literally nothing. The world existed only 20 feet around the house, beyond that it was grey twitching mass of nothing. It formed a dome above the house and spred the sense of danger. Slowly I felt fear, what if that nothing consumed me? I couldn't run, my legs were not mine. Terror! Calm down! Get in and close the door, fire is not so frightening as grey ooze. I lifted the hand reaching the door handle. What!? My fingers are on fire, cold blue fire. Didn't it hurt me? No, nothing, I was a master of that fire. It headed where I said. Was it me who set that building on fire?.. From the diaries of Vilwen, The Lady of Protopia [Article submitted by Protopians (48)] ---------------------------------------------------------------------- "Move! Move!! Damn donkey's breed!" The chief yelled at the vikings. Slowly but surely they made another circle around the hill. Battle training was in process. No weapons, only hand to hand, like monks. "You'll get to grab your swords in fight!" In a week the vikings are getting their chance to taste the battle. Some creatures are lurking around the town and threatening the settlers. Better tactics, better numbers, better communication between the platoons. Hope there will be no casualties. [Article submitted by Knights of the Past (26)] ---------------------------------------------------------------------- ---------------------------------------------------------------------- - ****RUMORS**** - ---------------------------------------------------------------------- Eyes in the dark. Whispers from shadows. The scent of smoke on the wind. War saddles his mount. ---------------------------------------------------------------------- The hive cluster is under attack! ---------------------------------------------------------------------- The PCP of olde, atlantis 2.0, are reforming. watch this space for news. ---------------------------------------------------------------------- The ignorant Zora attacked some lonely guarding units in a desolate plain. Now they are facing all the units of an alliance with the Noizy Tribe (15), Deathscarab (25), Naughty Princesses (35), The Fallen Angels (40), Dii Minores (42) and Investigations (51). Life in Atlantis is adventurous. Hopefully the Zora still like their escapade. ---------------------------------------------------------------------- Dii Minores (42) may seem friendly and speak with kind words; truth however is hard to find. ----------------------------------------------------------------------